02x08 - Human Error

Episode transcripts for the 2014 TV show "Manhattan". Aired July 27, 2014 – December 15, 2015.*
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"Manhattan", set in 1943 at the time of the Manhattan Project, focuses on Los Alamos, New Mexico, a town the outside world knows nothing about. The federal government tells the scientists only what they need to know, while the scientists keep secrets from their families.
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02x08 - Human Error

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Previously on "Manhattan"...

Information is the future, and Britain needs a future.

You want me to steal for you?

For king and country.

Lucy got him back, my grandson.

So help me, Paul, you'll go home to your little boy.

( clunking )

Paul Crosley, he and Constance Faraday are involved in something.

( keyboard clacking )

Mom's in St. Louis, Dad's in Jefferson City at the state penitentiary.

Why am I tell you that? My wife doesn't even know.

Frank: Enlistment papers?

Darrow: You'll stay right here as a private in the Army under my command.

Why keep me on the Hill?

They can build this b*mb without... without statesmen, without generals, but they can't build it without us.

Any ignorance from here on out is willful and won't be forgiven.

See you Friday.

Bye.

The doctor says I still got three or four micrograms swimming around in my gut.

How do you tell your wife that you could have a kid with three heads?

You guys love each other. You'll figure it out.

Are you a spy, Jim?

Are you the one the colonel's been looking for?

Stay... stay away from me.

Jeannie... Jeannie.

( sobbing )

They're starting.

I'll handle this.

( thuds )

♪ ...the cr*pple and lame ♪
♪ Giving the poor and needy bread ♪
♪ Healing the sick and raising the dead ♪
♪ They tell me when he came through Galilee ♪
♪ He passed by a man who could not see ♪
♪ The man was blind and crippled from birth ♪
♪ Then they tell me that his name was blind Barnabas... ♪


Hey, bum a smoke?

Sure.

Thing is I'm out of matches.

♪ Stood on the way crying, "Oh, Lordie"... ♪

Mean anything to you?

♪ Well, old blind Barnabas... ♪

Mm-mm.

You sure?

Sorry, friend.

♪ Blind Barnabas stood on the way crying ♪
♪ "Oh, Lordie, have mercy on me"... ♪


Um, no. I'm sorry. No, I can't help you.

Man: You look like you're lost.

Maybe I can help.

Well, maybe you can.

"P.O. Box 1663."

Just sh**ting at stars here...

Maybe it's a post office box?

But let's keep that between friends.

Listen, I know they got a whole army in there.

A whole army in a post office box?

A bunch of scientists working on something.

I know it and you know it.

Maybe you should fold yourself into a letter, see where the trail leads you.

I'll lick the stamp.

Ah, okay.

So you are the cavalry.

I am in the right place.

Listen, pal, I'm...

I'm just a guy looking for someone I care about.

Okay, now it's my turn at bat.

You. Who are you?

Isaacs.

Ring a bell?

Triple-checked the circuits?

Twice.

Subcircuits?

Man on P.A.: Zero minus one minute.

Hey, they make a final sweep?

All areas clear, sir.

Everyone's outside the final perimeter.

Man: Just a little more.

About 15 degrees over to the right.


Man 2: Pull those wires back a bit.

Man on P.A.: Zero minus 45 seconds.

It's happening, Louis.

Uh, if it's all the same, I... I think I'm just gonna skip the show.

Man on P.A.: Zero minus 30 seconds.

Man on P.A.: Zero minus 20 seconds.

All personnel prepare for detonation.


Do we really need Army brass at a pretest?

Well, eight weeks from now, you'll have half the President's Cabinet and the Joint Chiefs breathing down your neck.

Might as well get used to it.

Man on P.A.: nine, eight, seven, six, five...

Man: You gotta keep it rolling.

Four, three, two, one.

Fire!


Man: Oh, what the...?

( quiet chatter )


( creaking )

What just happened?

( hissing )

( onlookers whispering )

Man 2: Did you see that?

Jesus.

( expl*si*n )

( theme music playing )


Uh, no.

No, Private? Count the stripes.

Yeah, your stripes can march me into a machine-g*n nest or off a cliff.

But they can't make me fix Charlie Isaacs' broken b*mb.

You think I'm bluffing?

It's this moment right here, this is why you kept me on the Hill.

I'm your what, your manufacturer's warranty?

I can send you off the Hill right now.

Next boat across the Pacific.

You got a confused boy staring into the guts of a monster he will never fully understand.

Maybe...

Maybe God will hand him some kind of miracle, a eureka.

Put your faith in that, put me on any boat you like.

Whatever floats yours.

So what do you want?

My old wardrobe.

An honorable discharge, which means you can't thr*aten to ship me off to Japan every time you get the yen.

And get to see my wife whenever I like.

You think she wants to see you?

That's my concern, not yours.

Fine.

If you can clean up Isaacs' mess, I'll sign the papers.

Oh, and one more thing.

I want a seat on the Target Committee.

Scientists, we built this b*mb.

We want some say in how and where it is used.

That I can't give you.

Today's detonation was supposed to be the dry run.

My guess is every day Isaacs can't figure out what went wrong, you lose a week or more on your test schedule.

Probably already blew July Fourth.

Pretty soon you'll be looking into August.


Or I could catch that cruise you offered, maybe there will be no test at all.

Dr. Winter?

I can get the scientists a seat on the Target Committee.

But it won't be you.

Thanks, Jim.

You shouldn't have.

So it, um... just went up in smoke, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, it was like a marshmallow on a stick.

Charlie's sending a bunch of us back to the Hill to recheck our work.

Right. Um...

I've been... trying to write this letter to her sister.

Only... what do you say to someone you never met?

"Sorry you couldn't come to her wedding"?

"Sorry she wandered off into a construction site and"...

Fritz.

I'm sure everybody just thinks it's my fault.

It was an accident.

I should have walked her home, Jim.

She said she was feeling off and I just let her go and...

You know, no one in her family even knew what state she was in.

The Army is probably just gonna tell them that she d*ed a hero.

She did.

( Jim scoffs )

Jeannie was the best.

You know, people always say that kind of bull.

But she really was, wasn't she?

( door closes )

Heard you're having some trouble.

You don't wanna be here.

And I told the colonel I didn't need your help.

I think he must be hard of hearing 'cause I'm following a direct order from my commanding officer.

So you still have no idea which part was faulty, which division can fix it.

Never mind how long the redesign will take.

Hell, you probably lost another day on the schedule since we started talking.

So maybe you should quit talking.

Yes, sir.

( g*nshots )

( men cheering, whooping )


Man on radio: German radio has just announced that Adolf h*tler is dead.

What's going on?

Man: h*tler just blew his g*dd*mn brains out.

It's all over!

Sir.

( door opens, closes )

( g*nshots )

( men cheering )


( honking )

He there?

Woman: Hold, please.

Isaacs: Charlie, hello.

You're in Santa Fe County?

Well, you gotta see the place I slept last night.

Made me nostalgic for the lockup.

Are you out of your g*dd*mn mind?

Hey, come on. Is that any way to greet your father after all these years?

You shouldn't have come here. It's reckless and stupid.

Probably a parole violation, too.

I'm a changed man, Charlie.

You were a sad old man before, you'll be a sad old man till the day you die.


Okay, look, don't say that, please.

That's not the way, okay?

What's he called, Charlie, hmm?

My grandson, what's his name?

Go to hell.

( line clicks )


Charlie?

( chatter )

Abby.

Hmm?

I was on a call.

Is there somewhere we can talk?

Man on radio: We are interrupting this program to bring you a news flash. German radio...

Well, they've already invented a novelty cocktail.

"h*tler's Brain"... Schnapps and red grenadine.

What's all this?

Shut the door.

Hogarth: We're leaving.

Thankfully for us, Europe's down to a dull simmer and sea-lanes should be opening up.

We're leaving when?

Tomorrow. Arranged it with the colonel.

Our w*r is over.

We have no quarrel with the Japs.

What about our side project?

Our contacts in Site X and Site Z have gone quiet.

Could be nothing, or it could be a rope tightening round our necks.

We shan't wait around to find out.

What, so we poached a king's ransom worth in nuclear secrets to leave it all behind in the dust?

Nothing's being left behind in the dust.

We're carrying the papers with us.

In our luggage? Are you mad?

We're the Allies, don't forget.

They're not likely to go fingering our knickers.

Yeah, well, it's, um...

Well, this is very sudden news.

Pack your things, Paul.

And don't get sentimental.

This place was always a safari, not a home.

( soldiers shouting )

( triumphant music playing )


So your old man called, huh?

Not much older than you.

( chuckles )

Yeah, I don't have much use for mine either.

They all think the w*r's over.

Can you blame them?

We've been selling them the German version since day one.

Guy puts a b*llet in his head, everyone acts like it's Christmas morning.

More like Hanukkah.

I don't need your help, Frank.

I never said you did.

I'm gonna fix it.

Frank: Well, half my experimental problems boiled down to the detonators.

You did use 32 of them, right?


Yeah, the detonators were the first thing I checked, Frank.

Yellow, red. I'm not color-blind.

( spits )

Hey.

( coughs )

All right... say you're me.

Fun game. Got a beautiful young wife.

Got my whole life ahead of me.

You've built the most complex machine in human history and it might have an Achilles' heel. How do you find it?

Gee, I don't know.

Maybe ask the guy who came up with the design.

I've been through everything. It all checks out.

Apparently not.

What if it can't be fixed?

( sighs ) All right, get up.

Come on. All this sh*t's just muddling your brain.

You're not gonna find your answers sifting through the trash.

Where are you going?

I'm going back to square one.

Someone starts bellowing about a secret project 10 miles from here, I take it seriously.

I understand, but all I'm asking for is a day pass and an hour with my father-in-law.

My men have informed Mr. Isaacs that he has 24 hours to leave the county.

Country, faith, family.

Aren't those the things that matter the most, Colonel?

It's my understanding that Charlie wants nothing to do with this man.

Yes, that's true.

You do know what the Bible says about honoring thy husband?

It also says that people are basically good and that we all have something to atone for.

Yes, well, you can give him a chance to atone after the w*r.

I have family in Eastern Europe.

Cousins that I never met and some that I never will, and my son has never met his grandfather, who is sitting at a pay telephone 10 miles from this office.

The Jewish people don't just need Palestine, Colonel.

We need each other.

What about this?

What if solenoid 132B was out of alignment...

Um, an electrical arc occurs at, uh, section P22.

Yeah, and none of the detonators fire.

But they did.

Condensers?

Totally normal.

Cork lining.

Maybe absorbed some of the moisture in the air, came into contact with an exposed wire.

Not a lot of moisture in the desert.

Hope one of those doughboys out there knows how to brew a pot of coffee.

What are you doing? You shouldn't...

You shouldn't be here.

They were gonna have kids.

They were talking about it.

( sighs ) The girl is gone.

She has a name.

It didn't happen.

And you'll believe that eventually.

( scoffs )

You need to believe that.

Why?

Because the ends justify the means?

Yes.

So long as the ends are not dead ends, you're gonna save thousands of people.

Maybe even hundreds of thousands.

You are the linchpin.

What about a rogue lightning strike?

A what?

A bolt from the blue...

Happens all the time.

A storm can be 50 miles away.

Current travels laterally from the leading edge of the thundercloud through clear air...

I think we need a break.

My father used to say lightning always strikes eventually if you sit at a card table long enough.

Only losers get up before the weather changes.

You're 29 years old.

Shepherding the most important scientific project since Louis Pasteur.

What... what has your father done?

I know a thing or two about trying to improve your origins, believe me, Charlie.

Okay, say I'm you.

( lighter clicks )

Say I'm you and the w*r is done and the b*mb didn't work.


What's the worst that happens?

A b*mb didn't work, a lot of innocent people didn't lose their lives.

No. We have no idea how it's gonna be used.

Say I'm you.

I got a beautiful wife and a son.

And I've got my whole life ahead of me.

What is it I want on my conscience?

What are they gonna say at my funeral?


You're not me, Frank.

( grunts )

What are you doing? Give that to me!

Give... give that...

"Perseus...

Perseus is immature, distrustful of authority, politically unformed"...

It's not what it looks like.

A crib sheet?

So you can keep me wrapped around your finger?

No.

"He... he believes that he is more intelligent than he is, which makes him susceptible to flattery."

Jim...

This is what you really think of me?

No, it's not.

You think that...

you think I'm condescending?

( exhales )

Those notes are not about you.

Oh, well, I guess that there's another Soviet spy on the Hill.

No.

That's not possible.

No.

I came to you.

I gave you everything.

You said I was the linchpin.

Who is it?

I would tell you if I could.

Compartmentalization.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

I let you m*rder my best friend's wife, then I looked him in the eye and I lied to him.

You didn't have a choice.

Yeah, well, I have one now.

What, you're gonna call Fritz, tell him the truth?

Yeah. Yeah, maybe I will.

So he loses his wife and his...

And his best friend. That somehow balances the equation?

If you stop now, then you're a k*ller,

but if you see it through...

What?

I'm a hero?

I'm not the one that's susceptible to flattery.

No, you're the one that wanted to know that your friend Sid's death was worth something.

Liza: The wind must have changed direction in the middle of an experiment...

At least one... and dispersed the barium all the way here from Bayo Canyon.

Let me ask you a question.

Who cares?

The work helps, Fritz.

You're out here snipping shrubs and dissecting seedpods for what?

Barium doesn't matter.

Matter doesn't matter.

The only thing that matters is people.

Who loves you and who you love.

And Jeannie...

Boy, did she understand that.

Okay, you see this prickly pear?

This is just about the only sweet thing that grows around here, so the Pueblo Indians make it into candy.

Do... do you have any idea what barium does to a child's intestines?

Me neither. Not yet.

Jeannie was right.

People matter and... and there...

And there are 20,000 of them living 50 miles from where we are about to detonate an atomic w*apon.

You know, we could, um, clip cactus out here all day long, but we'd still be two steps down the food chain.

( sighs ) I know.

I had to start somewhere and...

I'm not ready to spread barium on my toast and wait to see what happens.

Right, but I am.

Let me be your subject.

I mean, I've already got a few micrograms of plutonium in my body, right?

So give me a few more and measure the results.

Fritz.

I've got nothing left to lose.

It's perfect.
( music playing on radio )

Cook: Order up!

You got 20 minutes, pal.

A free state.

All 48 are free, actually.

I told you I'm not getting...

Mr. Isaacs?

Hello.

( groans )

I'm Abby and this is your grandson Joey.

Oh, boy, that is a lady-slayer in training right there.

Dead ringer for his Uncle Mort.

Just like him.

You watch this one, Mom.

Charlie always did have good taste.

Is he in the car or something?

He's actually very busy.

I wanted a chance to finally meet you myself and Joey, too, right? ( chuckles )

Hey, Joey.

See that?

Spud Davis knocked that out of Sportsman's Park in '35. I want you to keep it.

What do you say? Yeah.

Thank you.

Mommy, could I go outside?

Of course you can, kid.

Why not, right?

All right. You go on and play.

Go on.

But, Joey, stay away from the cars.

I know a good egg when I see one.

We're family, the four of us.

It shouldn't have taken this long, huh?

Mr. Isaacs, I...

Oh, please, Eli.

Hell, Dad, right?

( both laughing )

Thank you.

I know that you and Charlie had a bit of a falling out, but with everything that's been happening with our people in Europe...

We all need to come together and repair old wounds, don't we?

"Our people."

Exactly.

You know, we got the papers a week late inside.

But I always tried to read what I could.

Inside?

Oh, Charlie never told you.

Well, I'm not ashamed of it anymore.

I ran numbers. Didn't run fast enough.

You've paid your debt.

When I was in prison, hearing the news coming out of Europe, it made me realize that I hadn't been a good Jew.

While so many were being slaughtered,

I took my ancestry for granted.

You understand?

Why don't we give Charlie a call?

I know that you and he had some words on the telephone, but I really think...

Oh, I don't know.

He has plenty of fair grievances with me.

Well, it's time for him to move past them.

She said you could reach her on this number for the next few minutes.

She said it was important.

She has no idea what that word means.

Dismissed.

( sighs )

He wanted to come.

It's just, well,

Charlie's not around very much these days.

I see.

Well, don't b*at yourself up.

No.

I'm just glad I got to see you two.

So, what kind of work is he doing these days?

Oh, I, um... I barely understand it.

It's um, physics, I guess.

Pillow talk ain't something that youngsters do anymore?

( chuckles )

Abby, look, I know he's working for the Army.

Oh.

And I got a great idea.

Something where we can all be together in the end.


You're here now and it's a start.

Exactly. Now, the w*r is winding down, okay?

And you and I both know the problem with the Jews.

We've never defended ourselves.

We need weapons.

I... I...

Now, I know it's a harsh truth, Abby, and I don't know beans about Charlie's hush-hush project.

But I'm a betting man.

And I bet that it's a w*apon.

A big one.

Now hear me out. If he'll do something like that for a government who turned away the Jews by the boatload, then maybe he could do it for his own people.

And we can do it together.

Isaacs and Son.

You want to build weapons?

With Charlie's Army contacts and my way around a deal?

There will be a bonanza as soon as this w*r is over, and we can help our own people.


You want to make money selling arms to the Jewish people?

Look, if Charlie doesn't like this idea, believe me, I got a million more bouncing around in this head, so... ( chuckles )

You know, I... I really have to get Joey home.

Do you wanna go and say goodbye to him?

Of course.

Isaac and Sons.

Mm.

The big one. ( laughs )

Joey, please go wait in the car.

Thank you.

All righty.

Okay, you go right in.

Bye, kid. See you soon, huh?

Okay.

This is a very nice chunk.

We can parlay this kind of investment into something good, Abby.

It's not an investment.

Well, a loan. It's okay. I'm good for it.

It's not a loan either.

And honestly, Mr. Isaacs, I don't care what you do with it as long as you stay away from us.

It's what you came for, isn't it?

Money.

I should've known.

Look at you.

Your fancy handbag.

Cute little hat.

I bet your family's been paying people off for generations.

Charlie was right about you.

And, you know, I don't know how he turned himself into the man he is today with a role model like you.

You think you know the man you're married to?

I know that you used him to place bets and count cards when he was just a child.

Yeah? Was he a child nine years ago when he lured me to his apartment and he had the cops waiting for me?

What kind of man sends a father to prison full of guys that wanna k*ll him?

But you wanna know the worst part?

The way he could look me in the eye and lie to my face.

15 years in the business, best poker face I've ever seen.

So, Mrs. Isaacs, think about that next time you're sitting across from your husband at the dinner table.

And think about it the next time he tells you where he was at night.

If I was you, I wouldn't believe anything he says.

( horn honks )

No holding hands, I told you.

I need it for stability.

I've got an inner ear disorder.

( scoffs )

It's just physical, you know that, right?

You realize that is exactly what every man has been waiting to hear his entire life.

Well, you're welcome.

And, um, thank you.

I never thought a patent lawyer would be so avant-garde in bed.

Well, I could say the same thing for a theoretical physicist.

Just don't go clipping at my heels, okay?

This isn't real life.

It's just some twisted holiday.

Well, it doesn't have to be.

I could be your at-home husband.

I could... I could cook you dinner.

Oh, yeah? You wanna live on a woman's salary?

The work you've been doing on compressed neutron generators...

Do you know what that could do for you?

Yeah, zilch.

It's worthless as a b*mb initiator.

Yeah, but it's worth millions if you're looking for oil.

The president of Texaco, he doesn't care what's between your legs.

It's what's in your noggin that's gonna buy him a yacht.

Yeah, but what's in my noggin belongs to Uncle Sam.

That's why you're here, right?

It only belongs to Uncle Sam if I tell him about it.

From the colonel himself.

You're officially a free man.

Is he expecting me?

Henry?

Is that what's eating you?

There's no trick to fatherhood, Paul.

He'll worship you no matter your faults.

It's what sons do.

If I've never said it before... thank you.

( car door closes )

( engine starts )


Turn off the engine and raise your hands.

sh*t. Stitch your trap, Paul.

You know nothing. They can't prove anything.

Come with us.

Cheerio, mates.

Ah!

( grunts )

( handcuffs ratchet )

So what's next, Frank?

We go back to the original designs.

Maybe I built a flaw in the system without knowing it.

No, what's next for you?

After all this is over.

Where do you go after the Hill?

Wherever my wife goes.

Thought you two were done.

Yeah, I'm the flaw in that system.

Call it human error.

I'm still working on fixing it.

I haven't been husband of the year.

At least you didn't trap Abby here twice.

At least your kid is still with you.

The things I've done since I got to the Hill...

My father went to prison for less, yet somehow here I am.

I got a man k*lled.

Sid Liao.

Sid Liao? Sid Liao was a spy.

No, he wasn't a spy.

He made a stupid mistake.

He was trying to escape.

He came to me for help.

And instead of helping him, I exploited him.

Implosion was on the ropes.

So it was Sid or my group.

I don't blame the kid who sh*t him.

I don't blame Sid.

There's only one person I can blame.

You come here believing that you're here to save lives.

And you tell yourself you sacrifice the few to save the many.

Pretty soon... everything's negotiable and you can't remember what you came here for in the first place.

It's all turned around.

It...

Wait.

It was turned around.

( Frank chuckles )

Frank? You seein' something?

Tell me.

Frank!

Hey!

Say you're me, Charlie.

You want a voice in how the gadget's used.

You wanna minimize how many more lives it takes.

You wanna turn things back around.

This isn't a game.

If you figured it out, tell me.

Darrow's gonna give a scientist a seat on the Target Committee.

We have to use this as leverage.

Wait a minute, it's you.

They're giving that seat to you.

I'm the head of the technical staff.

Say you're me and you're suddenly talking to the guy who gets to help dictate how the b*mb is used.

And that guy wants to know what happened to his test.

What would you do then?

What is this?

Blackmail?

Let's call this a...

A negotiation.

( muttering )

( chuckles )

Bloody Yanks.

( door opens )

If this is some sort of prank, I see no humor in it.

I am a member of the Royal Society.

Lord Halifax is a personal friend.

I wonder what he'd have to say if he knew you imprisoned a Briton in a beef locker.

How about a Briton carrying a bag full of atomic secrets off a m*llitary base?

Or... are these just souvenirs of your trip to America?

I packed five suits and a Dopp kit.

I've never seen those papers before.

You don't think that...

Paul Crosley... could have been involved in some sort of...

Oh, my God.

Committing espionage right out of my office.

He has seemed out of sorts.

I'm afraid this is the curtain call, William.

Whatever he's told you, Colonel, the man is an inveterate liar.

You recruited Paul, Dr. Hogarth.

Told him who to contact.

What information to collect. Isn't that the truth?

It's also become apparent that the British have been keeping atomic secrets of their own from the Americans.

And you from me.

So you're going to hand over every morsel the king has been holding.

( laughing ) Are you taking the piss?

Your coconspirators at Site X are sitting in rooms just like this one.

And they're cooperating with us, so I'll let you consider your options.

You'd betray the grandfather of your only son?

You're going to retract your statement.

Claim full responsibility like a man.

If you ever want to hold your boy...

Oh, I did want to hold my boy, actually.

I did.

Holding his photograph seemed the next best thing.

So I took the snapshot out of the frame on your desk and I turned it around.

September 1932.

So that would make him, what, 17?

Who is he?

You know, I even convinced myself that he looked like me.

But then Lucy never got Henry back, did she?

How long have you known?

Five months, give or take.

And all this time... you and your new friend have been waiting like two snakes in the grass?

It's all been logged, William.

Every conversation, every scrap of intelligence we've stolen.

Be smart.

Tell the truth about what the British know and maybe you'll avoid that noose that you've been worried about.

I pity you.

No friends.

No family.

No loyalty, dignity, honor.

You are a man without a country.

And without iron round his wrists.

Shall we begin?

Frank: We have power, Charlie.

Are we really gonna keep using it to hurt people?


You're really gonna hold the project hostage?

Germany's about to sign a peace treaty.

All eyes are turning east toward an enemy that doesn't look like us and doesn't talk like us.

That makes it pretty easy to cast them as barbarians and justify a m*ssacre.

What do you want, Frank?

We've both stumbled.

Now we can stand up straight together.

We can do the right thing.

You're a leader.

People look to you for guidance, so guide them.

Convince the Target Committee to demonstrate the b*mb on an uninhabited island.

Show the world our power and our restraint.

How do you know that's the right decision?

How do you know it's enough to end the w*r?

It doesn't matter what I know.

You know that this is right.

I have to believe that's true.

'Cause the truth is I can't force you to do anything.

The reason we're both standing here is you can see the path forward to the b*mb as clearly as I can and you always could.

You were gonna see this, too, eventually.

The detonators?

It was the first thing I checked.

Red to positive, yellow to negative, right?

That's what the specs say.

( machine beeps )

What if things got turned around?

The polarity?

All of these wires, theywere all... ( machine beeps ) they were all color-coded by hand, right?

Well, what if someone accidentally dipped the brush in the wrong can of paint?

( silence )

Jesus.

What if the charges got turned around?

( machine beeps )

( laughs )

( exhales )

You did the right thing, Frank.

And I know you will, too.

Crosley: "I hereby declare on oath that I absolutely and entirely renounce and abjure all allegiance and fidelity to any foreign prince, potentate, state, or sovereignty"...

That's good enough, Paul.

I hereby declare you a citizen of the United States of America.

Welcome home, son.

How long did it take him to figure it out?

He didn't.

I had to feed him the answer.

I told you not to bet on that boy.

Yeah, well... we're all betting on him now.
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